X interrupted her and commented on her legs, which made her feel really uncomfortable. "I knew it! its this slutty skirt!" but he complimented her ins...ead. "Youre legs are so shapely, do you work out?" he asked her. Sally shot up to attention, realizing what was going on. This was seriously wrong for her boss to comment on her like that. As she was sitting there, she muttered out "y-yes, I do" as Mr. X slowly walked behind her. He gently places his hand on her neck and said "yes what?" in his. He removed his hat, his golden brown hair damp along the sides. He picked up the menu and started scanning it."Hi, I'm Rachel, and I'll be your waitress. Anything I can get for you?"Steve looked up at the more perfect pair of breasts he had ever seen. He forced his eyes upwards to the girls lovely blue eyes framed by light, brown hair. He smiled at her, his even, white teeth appearing almost wolfish. "You know," he said, feeling his cock begin to rise within his pants, "I think I know exactly. I could see she was smooth and very wet, and pierced with several heavy gold rings on her swollen pussy lips.I swallowed hard. There was something else too. A little bell. No wonder the music playing didn’t match the sounds I was hearing. She had a pussy bell. Well fuck me. I’d heard about it but never seen one. I grinned at my little secret but stayed quiet, and moved to the big leather chair and curled up on it. “Only trying to learn and broaden my horizons, Your Honour,” I thought. The. I interrupted, "I can give you and your computer a real time display." That is thousands of times beyond possible range." Do you want the information?"I got a grudging, "Do it." This was definitely an order and not a request.The information came in on a large display. The present time was shown along with all the data being collected. This scrolled at the side and bottom of the screen in the Tandra language. The range was questioned when it was noticed because we had nothing as good as this.